• Song:

    To Beat The Devil

  • Artist:

    Kris Kristofferson

  • Album:

    KRIS KRISTOFFERSON/ME &...

Verse 1:(spoken) 
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        It was winter time in Nashville,down on music city row 
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        And i was lookin' for a place to get myself out of the cold 
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        To warm the frozen feelin' that was eatin' at my soul 
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        And keep the chilly wind off my guitar 
 
Verse 2:(spoken) 
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        My thirsty wanted whisky,my hungry needed beans 
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        But it'd been of month of paydays since i've heard that eagle scream 
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        So with my stomach full of empty and my pockets full of dreams 
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        I left my pride and stepped inside a bar 
 
Bridge:(spoken) 
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        Actually i guess you'd could call it a Tavern... 
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        Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and stardust on the floor 
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        Friendly shadows 
 
Verse 3:(spoken) 
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        I saw that there was just one old man sittin' at the bar 
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        And in the mirror i could see him checkin' me and my guitar 
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        He turned,and said "Come up here boy,and show us what you are" 
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        I said "I'm dry"-and he brought me a beer 
 
Verse 1-bis:(spoken) 
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        He nodded at my guitar and said "It's a tough life,ain't it" 
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        I just looked at him ,and he said "You ain't makin' any money,are you?" 
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        I said "You've been readin' my mail".He just smiled and said "Let me see your guitar" 
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        I've got something you want to hear.Then he laid it on me 
 
Verse sang 1: 
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        If you waste your time of talkin' to the people who don't listen 
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        To the things that you are sayin',who do you think's gonna hear 
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        And if you should die explaining how the things that they complain about 
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        Are things they could be changin' who do you think's gonna care 
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        There were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind 
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        Who were crucified for what they tried to show 
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        And their voice's have been scattered by this world and winds of times 
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        Cause the truth remains that no one wants to know 
 
Verse 4:(spoken) 
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        Well,the old man was a stranger,but i'd heard his song before 
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        Back when failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door 
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        When no one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor 
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        And lonesome was more than a state of mind 
 
Verse 2-bis:(spoken) 
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        You see,the devil haunts a hungry man,and if you don't wanna join him 
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        You got to beat him 
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        I ain't sayin' i beat the devil but i drank his beer for nothing 
                          G5 
        Then i stole his song 
 
Verse sang 2: 
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        And you still can hear me singin' to the people who don't listen 
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        To the things that i am sayin',prayin' someones gonna hear 
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        And i guess i'll die explainig how the things that they complain about 
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        Are things they could be changin',hopin' someones gonna care 
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        I was born a lonely singer,and i'm bound to die the same 
                                               D5 
        But i've got to feed the hunger in my soul 
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        And if i never have a nickle i won't ever die ashamed 
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        Cause i don't believe that no one wants to know
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